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[bellfire_bird]

[Island, you are just the kindest. You provide for your resident's interests so skillfully. This mountain of broken technology and books...it is exquisite.

Ho-oh has set himself down on the edge of the pile, poring through these books of SCIENCE with huge eyes and an absolutely fascinated expression. Nearby, a Quilava amuses itself by trying to

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[neededacrit]

[Oh damn, is that--? Could it be--?

Technology!

Green is immediately rummaging, throwing whatever chips and wires suite his fancy into his bag. Maybe he should have Pidgeot take some pieces, or he could come back, or--

He might be tripping over a Quilava.]

[bellfire_bird]

I have no idea.

[neededacrit]

Oh.... [well he'll try not to feel dumb for asking, then.]

[bellfire_bird]

There's no rulebook on this...kind of thing. I really wish there was, but...

[sigh]

[neededacrit]

Haa, of course there isn't, considering how.. tricky this place can be.

[bellfire_bird]

Oh, no, it's like this back home, too. I'm just kind of figuring it out as I go.

[neededacrit]

Huh, that's... fascinating, really. You live in Johto..? [that's where he knew of Ho-Oh's legend]

[bellfire_bird]

In Ecruteak City, yeah.

[neededacrit]

Just above Goldenrod, then... with the Burned and Tin towers, right?

[bellfire_bird]

[....blink]

The Brass and Bell Towers.

[i don't like your implications stop reminding me about that la la la]

[neededacrit]

Really--? I suppose that must be the old names for them. I've never studied much Johto history.

[bellfire_bird]

Maybe.

[frown frown...]

...It's kind of weird, hearing people calling what I know "history".

[neededacrit]

I... understand a bit. I mean, I keep getting told how behind in the times my world is... though it still seems to be a good ways closer to most people than your time.